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You and I are few and far between An ocean of concrete Conceals a dearly departed dream When horoscopes don't hold the most Clarity The more I flow the more I Clearly see Our loves like water, Our loves like water, It is quick to shift into a steady stream I really want her, I really want her, "I hold so close, the things that still torture me." You and I are doomed but I don't care Compelled to be souls Lost revelling in all their despair. We try our best to stay so far apart Now diagnosed with fractures of the heart. I wish I knew something I wish I could show you A diagram of how our lives would go. It's truly lost Truly broken. This much is true this much only I know.
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Mar 19, 2016
Mar 19, 2016 at 2:54 AM UTC
Dearly Departed
You and I are few and far between An ocean of concrete Conceals a dearly departed dream When horoscopes don't hold the most Clarity The more I flow the more I Clearly see Our loves like water, Our loves like water, It is quick to shift into a steady stream I really want her, I really want her, "I hold so close, the things that still torture me." You and I are doomed but I don't care Compelled to be souls Lost revelling in all their despair. We try our best to stay so far apart Now diagnosed with fractures of the heart. I wish I knew something I wish I could show you A diagram of how our lives would go. It's truly lost Truly broken. This much is true this much only I know.
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Mar 19, 2016
Mar 19, 2016 at 2:54 AM UTC
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